Marriage From Grandpa

my little girl (Arga)

a man was sitting in his chair, watching the doll-shaped keychain.

the memories of his past came back to his mind.

"this is my lucky keychain, I gave it to brother so that brother gets half the luck that I have, so that Brother does not fall again from the bike and someday can be a lawyer" the word continues to be the spirit of the man to be able to make it what it is now.

yes the man was Arga, he now remembered the words of the little girl who had helped him and motivated him, to make him what he is today.

a small smile continued to show Arga as he looked at the small hanger, the key hanger that had been on him for several years, the key hanger that had good luck for him.

" i've been the lawyer you wanted, now you remember that I miss you" said Arga, who still faithfully observes the keychain,until the sound of knocking on the door blew away everything that was now in his mind.

" come in" said Arga who was still faithful looking at the keychain, so that someone who had knocked on the door had now entered and stood before him.

" what's up?" arga said without looking at the person who was already standing before him.

" i want to report something to you" said a man who was now standing before Arga.

" about what? that bitch again?" said Arga who was now looking towards the man who was now standing in front of him.

" yes, sir"

" let's say, yogi.I want to hear what he's doing" Arga told Yogi, his personal assistant.

" from the spy we've been sending, I must have told her that Miss Rose" said Yogi stopped, and Arga flicked her hand to let Yogi continue.

" to tell her that Miss Rose is coming to one of the hospitals" said Yogi, Arga raised an eyebrow indicating that Yogi was continuing his speech.

" miss Rose came to polytheism, to check the content because now the lady is pregnant" said Yogi

" containing?" asked Arga with his cynicism.

" yes sir" Yogi explained.

" the bitch was so happy cheating that she was pregnant" Arga said.

"keep an eye on him, and gather a lot of evidence.then send it to his parents and.." said Arga, and Yogi still faithfully listen to the words of his master.

" a little proof to my parents" said Arga who looked back at the keychain he was holding.

" good sir" said Yogi.

" oh yeah, is there any news about my little girl" said Arga who still faithfully looked towards the object she was holding.

" about the girl, from the information I got. the little girl had an accident after meeting with the master, then" Yogi said cut off, Arga immediately looked at her.

" then what?" ask Arga curiously.

" then, which I saw from the hospital history.the little girl had master amnesia" explained Yogi, making Arga exhale rough and back against her back.

" that's why, when I saw him he didn't remember anything" said Arga, who looked back at his keychain.

" now you can go, oh yes go home and accompany your family" said Arga making Yogi nod his head.

" well, excuse me sir" said Yogi, Arga nodded his head.yogi went out of his superior room.

Arga still faithfully looked at the small object in his hand, his little girl's smile flashed through his mind.The girl's sweet smile and spirit, making Arga smile inside the room.

" now I can look back at that smile, my little girl" Arga said between her smiles.

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11 O'clock, Hong Kong time.

Zee looked at his face in front of the mirror in his room, rather not his face but he observed his neck which he thought was now so bad.

" base on a man, it could have made so many tattoos" annoyed Zee who smeared a red mark on his neck, the work of his beloved husband..

" so like a woman the night really dah I, after sleeping uh in stay go somewhere deh.sabar Zee, serving the husband is obligation.loe want to refuse, first learn the same mouth loe.mouth said it was nolak, nolak,but the body is advancing steadily, the base of the body is less touch" muttered Zee as he looked at his face behind the mirror and banged his arm.

" ah, laper.there's no eating" said Zee who got up from her seat and walked out of the room .

"good afternoon miss" said ary as Zee exited her room, leaving Zee shocked.

" jeez, you're just like Ary's ghost" said Zee, stroking his chest in surprise.

" sorry miss"

" no papa, if there is food, I am very hungry" asked Zee and Ary immediately smiled.

" there's a lady, I've prepared" said Ary, and Zee immediately walked towards the dining table.

her eyes twinkled at the sight of so much food on the table, Zee was so happy because today she did need a lot of nutritious food.

her body was in desperate need of stamina, as her strength was drained when she fought with her husband last night until 2am.

Zee immediately sat down, took the food and directly prepared the food into his mouth.

" oh, Ary, where's Rakka?" ask Zee on the sidelines to eat.

" master's gone, mrs"

" at what time?"

" at 7, mrs"

" uhuk uhuk" Zee choked on hearing Ary's words, he immediately took a drink and gulped it down.

" is it okay, miss?" ary asked worriedly,

" oh, I'm fine.so you said, What time does Rajka leave?" ask Zee again.

" at 7am" replied Ary again.

" what's he tired of?". asked Zee, Ary who did not understand what his boss' wife meant.

" why sir, donna?" ask Ary, please,

" yes, I saw him sleep very late this morning." - Elak Zee, embarrassed,

" oh, master this morning when leaving did not look too healthy and." said Ary cut off

" and what?" Zee curious

" and you didn't have breakfast this morning either" explained Ary, making Zee stop eating.

" what?, why does he not eat.if he does not eat, surely the match will be heard" said Zee worried.

" is the lady worried?" ask Ary

' yes I must be worried about my husband" said Zee again.

" if the lady is worried, why did the lady not come directly to encourage the master to compete" said Ary,

" oh yeah, you know, what time is he going to play?"

" at 1siang,nona"

" oh, if that's what you're waiting for here, I'd like to get ready first" Zee said to move from his seat and walk towards his room,

" well miss" Ary said as she watched Zee walk into her room.

" mister, I helped you get here" murmured Ary,

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**don't forget to leave a trace, brother, let me have the spirit of his writing.

🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻**